Rugged Monk - Zip Code lyrics

[Dr. Doom] Yeah Yo, yo West Coast, n***a Crip, n***a Better check the zip code, n***a 9-0-8-0-5, for shoe yo, check the zip code Yo, check the zip code, 9-0-8-0-5 West side is my hood, fix yo' hood, n***a What? What? What? What? Black Knights, the moder-en day N.W.A Cali's finest gangster rap rhyme writers these streets ever raised Renegades, bustin off guns, definately If I gotta go out, you're comin with me, like 50/50 Split decision, Doc. Doom, the rugged rhyme physician Talk rude, bubble-goose, straight outta Hell's kitchen Verbal hitman, Bobby Steels' ditch-diggin henchman Monkey wrench men, I stay up in the war trenches Of L.A., put a hole through yo' eniche Hey Mr. D.J., the Knights is here so let the beats play We rhyme for eons, way beyond your small flow You dynamite n***as'll rhyme, our click is all pro [Monk] Divide the code of honor, k** or be k**ed at any time Mathematically enclined, walk, talk with my mind I pack metal, black gats, stainless steel swords for war Black Knights attack, crash your coast, waves by shore Young hitman, body ? until we master samurai style Chop your neck, some n***as funny style Check my war file, from Compton to Staten Isle I left my trademark, Ghost Dog after the gun bark Here's a book to read, like weed'll leave your brain sparked Plant seeds, caught three to seam, got dark The final shootout, live by the code, die by the code Empty on your half a** n***as and then I reload [Hook: Dr. Doom] k**ah Cali, the home of the Crips and Bloods Pimps and thugs, relax or you get hit with slugs Dent your mug, my n***as ain't showin no love [Crisis] Give 'em a double dose of that sh** to leave 'em comatosed No jokes, we smoke for comin with the rumble coats Hitman, bullets rippin through flesh, flesh Supreme penetration, enter your back, exit your chest One marinate, cardi-inch roast, trapped in your neck In this war zone, seven get throne, six connect Discipli' incest, scorpion sting, kiss of d**h In this genevese, clappin enemies, clearin facilities You want drama? We can draw blood, I do the honor Street novelist, pure dominence, you know the motto b**h Knights is nothin luckin in the game so f** bluffin Cause ma** destruction, leave bodies floatin in the Hudson For the CREAM I'm lustin, the better thing the cheddar brings From the get-go, we have this sh** sewed, so check the zip code (9-0-8-0-5) where cats get flipped on majorly, f** cagerly Thug life style, so bust this mic down We might joust, Black Knight style, so what's this life now? (Yo) [Hook - 2X] k**ah Cali, the home of the Crips and Bloods Pimps and thugs, relax or you get hit with slugs Dent your mug, my n***as ain't showin no love From North Long Beach n***a to the City of Hud [Outro: Dr. Doom] West Coast Black Knights Check the zip code n***a, 9-0-8-0-5 Yeah, yeah It's real here n***a Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Black Knights, n***a West Coast, n***a East Coast, n***a South Side, n***a North Side, n***a Let's ride, n***a Yeah...